Mage Legend
Chapter 180: Episode 65 Electric Fire

Chapter 180: Episode 65 Electric Fire

"Help me take care of him," Zilvra signaled Lynch with her eyes.

"Ah! Master Mage, magic must be a powerful force, isn’t it hard to learn?" Somizar still wore a smile, "Actually, what I most want to learn is magic. Because I know, only with the power of magic can one become the master..." He paused, seemingly realizing he’d misspoken, and hastily corrected himself: "I mean, only with the power of magic can one achieve great things, don’t you think so, Master Mage?"

Lynch frowned as he looked at the Dark Elf in front of him, increasingly unable to understand the person’s thought process. A Drow who always wore a smile typically concealed deep schemes, yet Somizar’s grin was so blatant, it was as if he were saying: "Look! Be careful! I’m full of schemes."

To the Mage, this guy truly seemed no different from a lunatic.

"Hello, second son of the second family." Lynch’s brow relaxed as he extended his left hand, saying solemnly, "My right hand needs to hold the magic wand."

"No problem, no problem. Left hand works too."

Lynch was increasingly certain there was something off about this person. As a member of a proud Dark Elf race, adopting the surface humans’ greeting habits was already an indirect insult, let alone using the left hand. No sane person would accept such a proposal.

A purple-black light emanated from Lynch’s palm, just like the day he used curse magic to kill a goblin. Initially, the Mage thought Refined Gold would hinder the flow of magic spells, but unexpectedly, his prosthetic not only didn’t impair magic flow, but even strengthened this power to some extent.

"Nice to meet..." Somizar didn’t finish his words as a burst of chilling cold emanated from his hand. The curse’s power struck him unguarded, bypassing the Drow’s spell resistance, and quickly spread throughout his body. Before he could react, Lynch’s spell had already caused his muscles to atrophy, paralyzing the Dark Elf temporarily.

Seeing the confusion and bewilderment in Somizar’s eyes, Lynch did not let up on his spell. Leveraging the power of the Magic Origin, he could greatly extend the duration of his spell, turning what was originally an instantaneous effect into a sustained one. Although doing so drastically depleted Lynch’s Spiritual Power, making him even more fatigued, for a Mage with limited daily spells, extending the effect of any single spell was like increasing his total number of spells.

After his muscles were paralyzed, the curse’s power rampaged unrestrained within the Dark Elf’s body, incapacitating any part of him the cold reached. Originally extending his hand forward, he could no longer support his body weight with his legs and collapsed to the ground. Lynch covered his forehead and stepped back a few paces, ceasing to apply pressure on the male Drow.

"What’s wrong with you? Is this guy dead?" Zilvra supported the wavering Mage and nudged Somizar, who lay on the ground, with her foot.

"It’s nothing serious, it’s just that I’ve used up too much power." Lynch gradually regained his composure; the battle with that Enchantment Magic expert had left him physically and mentally exhausted, and now he was merely holding on.

The Dark Elf on the ground finally had a chance to gasp for air, speaking intermittently: "Why... why do you... want to kill me, Mage?"

"Because you are simply too annoying." Zilvra pulled out a black dagger from the root of her thigh with a "swish": "Let me finish you off."

"Zilvra, you... how could you do this?" As if unable to believe Zilvra’s response, the body used all its strength to barely turn over; all his muscles had aged under the curse’s power, like vegetables sun-dried in the blazing sun, having long lost their moisture and vitality. Somizar’s eyes bulged, ready to fall from his withered sockets at any moment, as he weakly said: "I... I thought you were different from the other Dark Elves, I... I thought you would be moved by me..."

Lynch looked at Zilvra, who wielded a dagger, then looked at the Dark Elf lying on the ground, casting an Illusion Technique over the three of them. From the outside, Somizar still appeared to be standing firm, healthily chatting with Lynch and the others.

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